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letra de drinkin' at a funeral - weenz

[verse 1 – weenz & dirt]
brief was grief in it’s escape from prison
i had to catch it, lock it up and double the sentence
“we are gathered here today in remembrance”
tears will flow, then the whiskey and guinness
ritz and gin for women, soft drinks for children
long line down the isle, shakin’ twenty hands a minute
all eyes supplied pity, won’t cry, the pride in me
will rise, the child in me has died, my smile won’t meet
my eyes they lie empty, confide you try tempt me
hide the light simply, destroy the bright penny
my friends here with me, presence is a blessing
ask no questions. i’ve nothing to tell them
“how do i feel?” your guess is my guess
disconnection, essence of adolescence
spells of depression, propel my obsession
to revel in devilment, release adrenaline
it’s so unsettling, i need to feel something else
share no sentiment for drinking like a gentleman
we can rob this pub, they keep the liquor in the back shed
grab two crates and be fast kid
sit in the gr-ss, commence getting trashed
ghetto blaster appeared, gangster rapper c-ssette
helped me forget, that my father is dead

[pre-chorus – weenz & dirt]
alcohol is the drug for me
alcohol is the drug for me
e’s, speed, weed, i could take or leave
alcohol is the drug for me
tell ’em kid

[chorus – weenz]
drinkin’ at a funeral
six polluted juveniles
we robbed a pub, that was cool of us
this gin’ll make a fool of us
drinkin’ at a funeral
“how do you feel?”
f-ck the universe
drinkin’ at a funeral
six polluted juveniles
we robbed a pub, that was cool of us
this gin’ll make a fool of us
drinkin’ at a funeral
f-ck the universe

[verse 2 – weenz]
alcohol is the drug for me
the apple don’t fall far from the tree
this is who i promised mama i would never be
this love is hereditary, k!ll vulnerability
when i drink, i fit in, i feel free, i feel normal
boys by my side, early hours of the mornin’
show ’em where i’m from and where i’m from we love brawlin’
learn to throw a punch i’m causin’
fear with teenage kicks the heads nauseous
peers like musketeers, punch one we’re all in
without pausin’, paw with reality, reality can be altered
create a concoction; whiskey, gin and cognac
it’s one bottle of toxins to be knocked back
you cannot sip this sh-t, it tastes awful, the alcohol
cause and solution to all life’s problems

[pre-chorus – weenz & dirt]
alcohol is the drug for me
alcohol is the drug for me
e’s, speed, weed, i could take or leave
alcohol is the drug for me
tell ’em kid

[chorus – weenz & dirt]
drinkin’ at a funeral
six polluted juveniles
we robbed a pub, that was cool of us
this gin’ll make a fool of us
drinkin’ at a funeral
“how do you feel?”
f-ck the universe
drinkin’ at a funeral
six polluted juveniles
we robbed a pub, that was cool of us
this gin’ll make a fool of us
tell ’em kid
drinkin’ at a funeral
six polluted juveniles
we robbed a pub, that was cool of us
this gin’ll make a fool of us
drinkin’ at a funeral
“how do you feel?”
f-ck the universe
drinkin’ at a funeral
six polluted juveniles
we robbed a pub, that was cool of us
this gin’ll make a fool of us
drinkin’ at a funeral

- weenz

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